Does anyone here believe in ghosts?

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As per the title, does anyone believe in ghosts?
I have had a couple of things happen in my life that were very strange. Has anyone else?
And it makes a nice change from talking about Bonnie Blue. 😀

Not according to a lecturer at the Royal Observatory, who said that they think there are about 11 dimensions that they know of, but there could be more. Besides, time is relative and not fixed according to Einstein.

I understand physics quite well, thank you.

☘️ now I’m curious 👀

Sorry it wasn’t Chillingham, it was Warwick castle. I worked there as a teenager and there is one bedroom that gives everyone the creeps, there’s documents showing the resident of the bedroom used to conduct seances in there and the atmosphere is just really thick and negative 24/7 but this particular occasion was I was in the corridor next to the door of it and the door slowly swung half closed, I thought it was security locking up so said hello, and it opened again, then as I stepped forwards and it half shut again faster, legged it to the security office and all the staff were there and showed us the cctv footage of the room completely empty… windows are sealed shut for security and it’s a solid heavy wooden hundreds of years old door so wasn’t a breeze doing it. If I wasn’t with a colleague I would have thought I’d imagined it! I’m quite a practical person but genuinely believe there is something malevolent in that one room, as I don’t feel the same viciousness in the rest of the castle, even in the jail where hundreds of prisoners were held and died over the years

Total sceptic here, but one who looooves the uncanny podcast 😁

I, for a time, owned an old house. I used to work daily from home, standing at the kitchen counter to do so. Some days I would get this overwhelming feeling that someone was stood directly behind me, breathing on the back of my neck. One time this was happening the windows of the kitchen filled with blue bottle flies trying to get out, I mean at least 200 of the things, seemingly from nowhere.

I am a sceptic, put the breathing down to my over-active imagination and the flies that something had died under the floorboards somewhere and they had suddenly hatched (or whatever they do) and found their way to the kitchen windows.

All well and good until moving out day some years later, when my then young DD started waving at the upstairs bedroom window as we packed up on the drive. When I said 'awwww, are you saying goodbye to the house?' she replied no, she was saying goodbye to the old man that we were leaving behind.

I always got bad vibes from that bloody house, was v.glad to be shot of it.

I'm not sure if I'm more shocked at a leprechaun up in crown court or the fact that posters have never heard of them.

I've heard of them, in the same way that I've heard of Cornish Piskies, but don't know about them.

Ooh that is a Hallmark Greeting Card leprechaun. The real ones are a bit more sinister. Green jacket , red cap and white owls feather. They must be called the Good People - in case they are listening.

Do i believe in ghosts? Not yet.

Science is my religion and I don't believe in anything that has not been proven, replicated, peer reviewed etc. I will believe in ghosts when there is a scientific explanation for them, they can be viewed in daylight by a group of scientists monitoring them instead of almost always in the dark out the corner of a sleepy eye and no independent verification.

It may well be that our understanding of time is wrong/incomplete, it's not linear, all of time exists at once, whatever, and what we are seeing when we think we see ghosts is a momentary change in our perception of time for example.

I've previously dismissed this stuff as people being ill, or attention seeking, or just plain mistaken and a belief in things like ghosts as ridiculous but ive been thinking recently and I realised that I have 100% absolutely unshakable faith in science, to the point where if something is not understood yet, one day science will provide the answers.

and?

people have got to finish their stories!

@user1492757084 oh I didn’t know Warwick Castle was meant to be haunted

Sounds like it’s just that one room though

100% I believe in them my house is built on an old burial ground and my family as told by a few mediums that the ghosts will protect us at all costs. I have seen a few things Ike faces in a mirror and bangs and knocks and door open by themselves.

Yes, I totally see what you mean.
Thank you everyone for the replies.
I will give you one of my examples, only fair as I started the thread.
Back in 1998 and whilst living with my parents, I was up late one night on my own and my dad's work mobile phone rang. It was a brick type thing back then and just dispayed the word 'call' as it rang.
I thought about waking dad up, but as it was his night off i decided against it.
The next morning I told him about the call and he said that it wasn't possible that a phone call came through because he turned the phone off before he went to bed and turned it back on again in the morning. He said it was definitely turned off.
I so wish that I had answered that call.

I know this exact feeling you’re talking about. After DD2 I used to feel someone standing behind me when I’d be doing her nappy all the time.

Other staff told me stories of their experiences (being pushed/scratched) in other parts of the castle, such as the cellar (not open to the public) but that room is where most people feel it, there was one girl who refused to go near the room as it creeped her out so much lol. They do do ghost hunts there and lean into it at Halloween time

I'm a complete sceptic, but also one who loves ghost stories and tales of the uncanny, and always gets shivers from them! So threads like this are great. Despite being sceptical, I am open to the improbable but possible - like that other dimensions could 'leak' through to ours, or that there are glitches in the simulation For some reason I find it hard to believe that dead people hang around, though.

Sadly nothing spooky has ever happened to me that I couldn't explain, although I have always found that some houses feel 'safe' to me (even when walking down the hall in the dark in the middle of the night, having watched a scary movie) and some feel ominous at times. Our (quite old) current house has always felt safe and cosy, as did my grandparents' new build many years ago, but a lot of houses give me a vaguely uneasy energy at night.

With such faith in science, then you will know that you cannot prove or disprove the existence of anything until you have invented the means to measure it.😂

I used to be just the same as you, and in many ways I still am. Evidence-based science is tops. But then one day, I had an experience to change my view somewhat. I was working in a large old building with several staircases, one of which was very narrow and went up to what had been an attic but had been converted into a large walk-in stationery cupboard. Someone followed me all the way up the stairs and when I got to the top I turned round to see who it was. Nobody. Odd, I thought. Got back to my desk and told my colleagues. One of them said she'd been followed up there before, but hadn't liked to say so in case people thought she was crackers. The oldest member of staff who'd worked there decades said oh yes, there's a ghost on that back staircase but nobody talks about it.

I'm glad you like the thread. I started it and expected to be called stupid. 😀
I really like your analogy that dimentions could leak through to ours. That's interesting.
Also I wanted to start a thread where there is no hostility or talking about Bonnie Blues baby.😀

I don’t believe in ghosts: but I believe the mind is powerful and suggestible and can conjour up all kinds of weird shit.

I'm glad it's been a positive thread so far - whether or not people personally believe in 'ghosts' as such, some people do definitely have strange and unsettling experiences that can't always be easily explained, and there are so many reasons that could be behind strange phenomena. It's fun to theorise about!

Ugh, yes, that's been a hot topic at the moment, sadly. Less of that, and more ghosts, demons, leprechauns, and bodachs, I say!

We used to go to MIL's house a lot. On one occasion we were just leaving and dd said she needed the toilet. She was about 5 probably, and we said use the downstairs loo and she refused, she'd use the bathroom upstairs instead. When she came down, DH, MIL and I were standing in the hallway and one of us asked her why she wouldn't use the downstairs one., because it would have been quicker. She said she didn't like it because of the dead man in there. We were all gobsmacked. None of us had ever told her that her grandad had collapsed and died in that downstairs loo, many years before she was born.

I'm on the fence. On the one hand, if ghosts were real, we would surely have some kind of solid, irrefutable evidence by now. On the other hand, some genuinely unexplainable things have happened to me.

The one that stands out the most is just after my Uncle died. I was living away and hadn't spoken to anyone in the family for a few days. We weren't close to my uncle, so he wasn't someone we talked about or shared memories about. We liked him well enough; we just didn't see him often after we all grew up and stopped going with my nana to visit him on Saturday afternoons.

My mum phoned me to tell me he had passed suddenly in the night, and then she told me my sisters had thought he'd been married and asked after his wife.

Before she said anything else, I said, "Oh, was the cake lady not his wife? I thought she was." She went silent for a second and asked me what the cake lady looked like. I described her. I remembered her clearly. She wasn't a vague memory of a person someone once told me about when I was a child; she was a woman my sisters and I spent two hours with every Saturday afternoon when we were young.

She was a short, plump woman with dark, permed hair, and she always wore a flowery smock and an apron. She had a silver, three-tier trolley that she kept plates of Mr Kipling cakes on. She almost always sat in the back room with us children and would play games with us and tell us stories.

She particularly enjoyed teaching us about the old weather vane she kept on the fireplace and would always ask us to look at it and tell her what the weather was doing that day.

We were always allowed a cake from the cake trolley. One of my sisters always picked a yellow fondant fancy, and I always had a brown one. If we were ever allowed two cakes, I would have a bakewell tart for my second one.

My uncle never married. The woman we were describing, with the same description, all without speaking to each other about her, was my great-grandmother, my uncle's mother, who had died before we were born.

I have no explanation for that other than we were playing with a ghost.

There was a TV programme with James May where they were investigating ghosts in a haunted castle. The programme makers had set up loads of infra red cameras. This was all filmed at night.

James and another presenter were investigating some sort of ghostly noise at the end of one of the dark corridors and it turned out to be something blowing in the wind outside a window. Like a rope on a flagpole or something.

On the way back from that they stopped and talked in the darkness when James May kind of freaked out a bit and said that something had touched him on the back. There was no one else there!!

They both ran back to the room with the other participants and all of the monitors from the infra red cameras. There seemed to be no explanation other than something peculiar or James May was just making it up.

When they played back the footage they found that a bat had flown past and grazed James Mays shoulder.

Now imagine if he was not making a television programme or they didn't have the cameras there - it would have been absolute proof to him or someone in his shoes that there is something paranormal in the castle!!

Of course not. Don't be silly.

We have a ghost who it seems as moved with us (me )for over 30 years.

Been seen by dds late teen bf who cried all night and slept with the light on !
Seen by me a few times but inly from ghe back -a small blind boy about 3 . As small dc my dad's claimed someone played with their toys during the night.

Heard running around and laughing by ds 20 in our old house .so scared was he that he slept on the sofa for a week rather than go upstairs to bed (we were away ).
Lots more examples.